Growing up in a very strict African home wasn't easy, though the upbringing was kind of easy because Mum was doing her best to ensure we had the perfect life she didn't have as a child. I could remember her telling my siblings and me the kind of life she lived, and wouldn't want us to repeat the same mistake she did.
She treated the females differently from the males because she felt her mum didn't give her the quality attention she needed as a teenage girl growing up, and that's why she would tell my sister and me to always stay away from guys who aren't related to us by blood or water.
I'm the obedient child who respects her mum's every word and tries to avoid whatever her mum says she should avoid and stay away from, and that includes "guys." My mum did everything in her power to ensure my sister, and I didn't get too close to guys, and that's the major reason we were sent to a girl's school instead of the normal mix-up or regular school.
I thought my mum could control my feelings till the day I came across a soul that I can't describe what he did to me.
On a cozy evening, I had just closed from school, strolling with my friend, when my eyes behold this amazing and handsome being. His looks alone made my heart beat faster and slower at the same time. When I moved passed him, I couldn't resist but had to turn around to look at him properly and appreciate what the creator had embedded in a person. The moment I turned, he turned as well, and our eyes met, and immediately I turned back with goosebumps on my body. Imagine being noticed by my prince charming.
That moment became the happiest of my life, and I got home with butterflies dancing in my stomach, I couldn't stop imagining myself around him, whenever I closed my eyes, I would see him turn at me with this bright smile that had the power of melting my heart into liquid. That particular route I saw him became my regular route to school, I would pass that road every day with high hopes of seeing him.
Whenever I'm passing and I get to that particular spot, my steps will become slow, like someone in an imaginary beauty pageant.
One fateful day, I was coming back from school with my friend as usual, when I saw someone standing close to a pole and having a conversation with another person. Immediately, something skipped in my heart that he was the one standing there. "How did I even know that?" I know my instincts can't lie. When we got very close to where he was, he turned around and was walking closer to us.
Instantly, I could feel my legs freeze to the ground; I stood there like a statue; he walked closer to us and stretched out his clean and neat palms toward me, requesting a handshake. I reluctantly stretched out mine when our hands collided, I felt a magic shock in my heart; it seemed my heart started pumping blood faster than usual.
"Would you like to come out tomorrow evening?" he asked showing those white teeth of his.
I started stuttering as I tried to make a complete statement: "Yes, I will".
"Ooh, sorry, my name is Tony," he said as he walked back to meet his friend.
I tried telling him my name as well, but I couldn't hear my voice, at that moment, I became a changed being, my whole body started vibrating to a rhythm of unknown music, I got home that evening, and I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come knocking at the door, I couldn't close my eyes to sleep because I could hear his voice whispering sweet words to me.
The following day came faster than expected, maybe it heard when I called. It's that day that Mum started sending me out on different errands, "like she didn't know I had a date planned already," which I can't tell her about because if I did, that would be the last time I would step my foot into her house. My day became busier than expected; I didn't have time for myself, everything was going out of my platter of gold till something happened. Mum asked me to go get something for her, and guess what? "The only road that leads to the particular shop is my daily route to school".
At that moment, something joyous boiled inside of me, thereby making it known on my face. I went to the restroom, had my bath, and was ready to step when Mum saw me and was like, "Why did you change your clothes?" I didn't answer that because my survival depends on it.
When I got to the particular spot, the first thing I noticed was his warm smile and those bright teeth, immediately I became nervous but excited at the same time. Where I stood and was waiting for him, I mustered up the courage to talk to him.
When he came around, everything turned out smoothly. We started talking, and I noticed the nervousness had disappeared. I felt free, like a bird exploring every word with him. I realized we had a lot of things in common. "Can I call you mine already?" This is the only question that kept dancing in my head.
The conversation was awesome, and I didn't want it to end, I felt like I knew I could count the next words he was about to utter, and I found myself feeling fulfilled in every word he uttered.
After a few minutes of talking and laughing. It was time for me to head back home and give my mum feedback on the errand when Tony looked at me and said "You are a very interesting person".
"Thank you so much" I replied with a blushing smile filling my whole face.
"But I think I like your friend, and I have feelings for her," Tony uttered those words with a tone I didn't know where it came from.
Immediately where I stood, I wished the ground would just open up and swallow me. I felt disappointed and frustration slowly stepping in to take the day as well.
I didn't let him see the anger in my eyes, I just faked a smile and politely left without saying goodbye. I got home that evening, and Mum was shouting, asking me why I was delayed, "If only she knew what had happened that moment," she wouldn't be shouting at someone whose heart had just been shattered. I couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment till the night was over.
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Excuse you! After calling me out, you then say you like my friend!, you I honestly wish that African parents can tune down how strict they are, if I was the mother in this situation, I will to get the true out of my daughter, I want my kids to depend on me emotionally, I want her to cry in my hands rather than get frustrated and cry in her room. And I think I can relate to this school as well cause I have had similar experience. Thanks for sharing this wonderful story.
I swear. My heart was shattered into pieces. Yeah, my mum was very strict to the point that she didn't want us to even stand close to a guy, but then I knew her reasons for that.
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Well I just think it's better to communicate that fear early to your kids but what can I say, the reason might be serious or she was waiting for the right time to communicate. Anyway your are very welcome dearest.
Maybe. Just maybe
Lmfaooo 🤣🤣🤣🤣 African parents and always disrespecting our feelings 😂
I swear, imagine going through a heartbreaking and mum is busy shouting on top of my head 😇 😃
😂🤣😂🤣😂🤣 you won't even know which one is hurting you more, the heartbreak, mom's shouting or the outright disrespect of your feelings 😂
Like ehnnn very disrespectful 😃 😃
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I did not expect the end. I was laughing through the whole story.
I can only imagine how you felt at rhar moment. He would've just approached your friend or tried something else.
His method was lame. Sorry😅
I felt disappointed. Because that was the first time I ever developed feelings for someone and it was shattered.
What seemed like a beautiful love story turned into a Greek tragedy. We all go through these situations and they help us learn about human behavior and relationships. Every experience makes us more mature to face life.
Thanks for sharing your experience with us.
Excellent Tuesday.
Yeah!! Such situations are inevitable sometimes..
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STOPYoung Tari please send his location to me, I want to fight. That’s disrespectful, what!!!
African parents and neglecting their children’s mood 5&6 😭😭.
I will send it dear. 😃 🙂
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I didn't expect the turn of events. Why do guys do that?? Lead someone om and disappoint them?😩
So sad.